The Shifter's Trail

If an alien passed you on the street, would you know?

Something white hot was streaking across the blue April sky, pursued by a troubled trail of white smoke. Andromeda Brown had a brief sense of something enormous and powerful tumbling end over end. Even though it was far too high to hear, she could almost imagine its roar as it ripped through the heavens, arcing gracefully towards the horizon.

Andromeda sat quietly at her desk and waited for instructions. Whatever else happened today, at le...